CHAPTER 157

The young man was frightened when he saw the bank president's anger, and the security guards were too scared to even breathe.

However, Elliott spoke up at this moment and asked, "Excuse me, can I go upstairs to handle my business now?" The bank president nodded and said, "Of course, to show our sincerity, I will personally handle your business for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Dickens! Elliott replied and was then taken to the third floor to the bank president's office. Dicken, the bank president's assistant, asked Elliott what kind of business he wanted to handle.

Elliott explained that he needed to transfer some money from his account to his company's account, but it might be a bit complicated. Dicken assured him that it was a simple matter and asked for his personal account number.

Elliott thought for a moment and then recited the numbers from memory, leaving out the bank card number. When Dicken saw the information on his computer screen, he was slightly surprised. "Mr. Elliott,